SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

The old man raised an eyebrow, then chuckled dismissively, "Back in my day, I was the king of close combat!"

The next second, his right fist, crackling with black lightning, slammed into the air.

"Bang--!"

Two powerful punches, each carrying immense force, collided with a deafening roar!

The deafening roar sent shivers down the spines of the entire northern battlefield.

The aftershocks suddenly created a vacuum circle ten meters in diameter in the rain curtain, and the ground was cracked like a spider web!

Zhao Shanhe was knocked back eight steps by this punch, and he was greatly shocked:

How can this old man, who seems to rely solely on his abilities, possess such incredible physical strength?

The old man staggered back seven steps after being punched, disbelief flashing in his eyes: Could this kid be a pure strength-based character?

And its strength... can actually rival that of an old man?

Yu Lan was about to speak when Zhao Shanhe interrupted her: "There's no time to explain too much. We, like Zhen'e Ting, are here to support you."

The moment the words left his mouth, Chen Yong had already led his army into the northern battlefield!

The shouts of battle were deafening, and blood splattered crimson in the rain!

"boom--"

Several black lightning bolts suddenly shot towards Zhao Shanhe and Yu Lan!

The old man's hunched figure suddenly straightened, a cruel glint in his eyes: "You are all too weak before me!"

He flashed and transformed into a black lightning bolt, simultaneously attacking the two of them!

The battlefield is located in the west.

The rain curtain was torn apart—

Several jet-black arrows, accompanied by a sharp whistle, pierced through the rain curtain and shot straight toward Yu Ning and Liu Zhiyu!

Liu Zhiyu's pupils contracted sharply, and he quickly dodged through the rain.

But the arrow was too fast!

"boom--"

A black arrow pierced his chest with pinpoint accuracy, the arrowhead flying backward with a drop of hot blood on it!

"puff!"

Fresh blood suddenly gushed from Liu Zhiyu's mouth.

His body stiffened abruptly, and then he fell heavily to his knees.

Rainwater mixed with blood from his chest, spreading a dark red stain on the ground. Blood from the wound flowed uncontrollably like beads from a broken string.

"A stroke of goodwill!"

Yu Ning's voice was filled with a tearing anxiety, and two dazzling blue tail wings suddenly unfolded behind her!

The tail fin sliced ​​through the rain, creating a sharp gust of wind, and she hurtled toward Liu Zhiyu like a blue lightning bolt.

"Zhiyu! How are you doing!"

Yu Ning rushed to his side, her fingers trembling as she tried to touch his wound, but she was afraid of aggravating his pain.

"Cough, cough..."

Liu Zhiyu coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood. Rainwater washed over his pale, paper-white face. His lips trembled, and his voice was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.

"Ning... Sister Ning, don't worry about me, this person is too... strong..."

"fart!"

Yu Ning's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and she gripped Liu Zhiyu's wrist tightly: "We're family, you know that?!"

"A family never abandons another!"

She abruptly turned her head to look into the depths of the rain, her voice filled with overwhelming murderous intent, almost squeezed out between clenched teeth: "I must kill that person!"

"Sister Ning...we are no match for her..." Liu Zhiyu murmured, blood flowing uncontrollably from her chest.

"What a touching scene."

Holding the Hidden Fiend Bow, Xiao Li stepped out of the rain, a haughty and mocking smile always on his lips.

He drew back the black longbow once more, the bowstring vibrating with a "humming" sound:

"It's so touching, it would be a shame if they didn't die together."

"Whoosh—"

Two jet-black arrows pierced the air once more, their tips whistling as they tore through the air.

It was faster and more domineering than the previous attacks!

"Ning-jie...you have to go!"

Liu Zhiyu roared with all his might and shoved Yu Ning away with both hands—but Yu Ning was faster!

"Whoosh—"

Blue wings instantly enveloped the two of them completely!

As the arrows struck, Yu Ning tightly embraced Liu Zhiyu, her forehead pressed against his, her voice extremely soft:

"Don't be afraid, your sister will always protect you!"

"boom--!"

The moment the arrow pierced the tail fin, Yu Ning felt a tightness in her chest and spat a mouthful of blood onto Liu Zhiyu's collar.

But at this critical moment

Several sturdy earthen walls, each half a person high, suddenly rose from the ground, blocking their way like an impregnable fortress!

A hoarse voice then rang out: "Deep feelings are a good thing, but don't pull this stunt now!"

"This is a battlefield, for goodness sake!"

Before he finished speaking, Gu Cang had already appeared in front of them.

He suddenly slammed his hands down on the ground, and his palms glowed with an earthy yellow light. Several more earthen walls rose from the ground, layer upon layer, protecting the two of them in the center.

He then roared, "Burial!"

Next second,

Suddenly, several hard soil ridges with sharp spikes appeared beneath Xiao Li's feet, wrapping around his ankles like vines!

Xiao Li scoffed disdainfully, then slammed his longbow into the ground with a loud bang, shattering the soil.

"It's that grandson again, who only knows how to cower in the dirt!"

"Can you guys please stop being so sentimental? I'm speechless." Gu Cang turned around with a helpless expression.

When his gaze swept over Yu Ning, his eyes widened instantly, and he exclaimed, "Holy crap!"

"Aren't you my brother's woman's...sister?"

"How could you be an SS-class calamity???"

Yu Ning also looked up at him, her eyes flashing with disbelief and astonishment: "You're the one who was with that man."

A thought suddenly flashed through her mind—could the army of Zhen'e Ting and the man in front of her be sent by the king's men?

But how could he mobilize the entire army of Zhen'e Ting?

This doesn't make any sense at all...

Gu Cang suddenly turned towards the center of the battlefield.

There, two overwhelming pressures were still colliding, distorting the air itself.

When he saw that beautiful figure with a crimson left wing and a golden right wing blooming behind her.

My pupils suddenly contracted, and my mind exploded with a "boom":

groove!

I'm so numb!

Dude, you're really something else!

You've taken down the King of Calamities directly!

No wonder that happened at Qing Shoushan...

That makes perfect sense now!

Dude, you're awesome!

……

The battlefield is located in the eastern direction.

The torrential rain washed away the blood, turning it into a winding red stream.

A monk, radiating a pale golden light, moved through the battlefield as if it were empty.

Several fully transformed S-class calamities had just reached them when...

He struck him with a single palm, causing his soul to be scattered and his limbs and flesh to splatter all over the ground with rainwater.

He slowly walked towards the figure that had collapsed to the ground, and the pressure of a seventh-level high-level cultivator suddenly erupted.

His monk's robes fluttered in the strong wind, and he clasped his hands together, saying:

"Calamities and evils are all punishable by death."

Dozens of meters away,

Bear Black, with two gray tails blooming behind him, was seriously injured and fell to the ground after taking only one palm strike.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his gaze fixed on the two imposing figures colliding at an imperceptible speed in the center of the battlefield.

The weak voice was swallowed by the sound of rain: "I...I'm still too weak..."

"I can't share more of the burden with the king..."

"Black Bear!"

A pale yellow tail suddenly ripped through the rain, and Qiu Hu's scarlet pupils were bloodshot.